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A Season's Time, A life of Care

Seasons come
Seasons go
I’ll tell you know what you must know

I am no longer the child who held your hand
I am no longer the little boy you hugged
I am no longer the teen who sat and watched your every move

I am a young man now
I have grown in my inner strength
I do not depend on your word, your touch anymore

I have many around me to hold to
I have many around me to count on
I have an army of brothers and sisters



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